Rains and wind have cleared the city of pollution. The air and skies are clean and fresh. The sounds of fireworks from the October festivals have given way to the steady dull plonking of coconuts that fall on rooftops, including mine. On the short-cut road between KRS Road and Vinoba Road, where the trees are so expansive and leafy that you can feel the cool oxygen flowing down onto you as you drive by, I noticed the women harvesting paddies of dried cow shit that, when wet, they had pasted onto the tree trunks. I believe the final product is used as fuel for ovens and stoves. On the way to Metropole, to meet a new employee and his wife for a delicious buffet lunch, I was behind a very tall moving van. Leaves and flowers cascaded onto me as the top of the truck greeted the tops of the trees. These falling presents were then blown off by the cool breeze. Speaking of trees again, many of the ones in Mysore are spectacular, with trunks curving in all directions and branches spreading to cover entire streets. At 5:30, I walked with a local friend around Kukkarahalli Lake, near the the University. It's a wonderful get-away from traffic, with only the sounds of thousands of white egrets, gathering in the treetops. What are they chattering about? I assume sex, but maybe it's just for the sake of chattering. Perhaps they know something we don't, or I don't. Today I vowed, yet again, to try to devote myself to god-realization, out of awe at whoever or whatever created all of this.
Beautiful aspiration. With you in vow...
Posted by: Algernon | November 06, 2006 at 07:25 PM
the short-cut road between KRS Road and Vinoba Road
Vlamiki Road!?
It's awesome!
See, http://vikkiwrites.blogspot.com/2006/01/on-road.html -- The last photo of the bunch!
Posted by: | December 07, 2006 at 07:40 AM
hi there,
i came across your blog when i was looking joblessly through the internet on a day at work!
i found it a complete fun trip to read through your postings and your experiences at mysore.
i was born in mysore and brought up thre for 20 long years, until i moed recently to melbourne, australia for my higher education. pursing a masters in masscommunication.
mysore is home to me and more, but waht i found totally ironical was the way i could connect to the your description of the place and every single road and view.
i have stayed in different parts of mysore until my parents decided to settle in vijayanagar close to infosys campus 10 years ago. it has been a life to remember and cherish for me at mysore.
i dont know if i would be going back to my little home town soon, but i would love to read more of your insights and experiences at mysore and get to know you.
i belive that i have reached a state thats similar to your's with that of ' enlightement'. i began on that journey with my introduction to yoga and spirituality at my school which was manasarovar pushkarini vidyashrama.
it was the time that i will never forget and it has been my priviledge to be a part of that school and the learning it has given me.
looking forward to our email or contact and more of these interesting views.
take care and may your journey through this play called ' life' be with peace...
Posted by: avni | December 08, 2006 at 04:14 AM
You said right about the Rains and wind,and the rain is also about the condensation of atmospheric water vapor into drops of water heavy enough to fall, often making it to the surface,and the Precipitation forms via collision with other rain drops or ice crystals within a cloud,so the things you told are really good and great.
Posted by: Dissertation | March 05, 2011 at 12:49 PM
Thanks for sharing the illustration. It is really beautifully described....
Posted by: yoga aksesoris | July 22, 2011 at 03:54 AM